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Ever wonder bout the noises? Creakin’ beds, fake moans—louder than a tourney crowd. Once saw a bloke stumble out, trousers round his ankles, yellin’ bout love. Love in a brothel? Ha! That’s a jest—sadder than a bard with no lute. “What’s it gonna be, huh?” I’d ask him, laughin’ till I choked on me drink. Still, them places got soul—grubby, loud, alive. Beats a cold throne any day. So, whaddya reckon, eh? Brothel’s a mess, but it’s *my* kinda mess.

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The Flamingo, a large and upscale FKK sauna club, was one of the new luxurious establishments that offered a combination of sauna, night club, and brothel, where clients could leisurely .

Right off the bat, you gotta hit Main Street. Yeah, Main Street – not exactly hidden, but with that down-to-earth, everyday magic only Steger offers. I’m talkin’ about the landmarks that are more than just buildings. There’s a tiny diner on Maple Avenue (yeah, that’s what it's called, Maple, like nature and all that) where the breakfast is legendary – and its coffee? Outta this realm, man!

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